 And I see that slowly your tears are drying
And I see an ocean made by your crying
And the ocean that's within...
And I see misery to forget it I must
And the all of the memories are lost
And the ocean is here within me
Flows on like a neverending tear
In us all there are two separate sides
That which is evil
And that which is good
Some people live by one side
And others by the second
Both of them has a little bit of the other
But it must remain clear that the two depends on each other
Remember,
Evil is a part of the good and not the opposite
There is no sadness without joy and there is no joy without pain
There is no holy without impure
And there can be no blasphemy without holyness
Thus the two sides must live in harmony unbalanced forever
The evil urge brought lots of pain
It is so hard to defeat it
The evil urge sometimes arrives with heavy boots
And sometimes in a gentle cat's steps
And even through blessed deeds can it drive you into deeds of wrong
A hero is the one which concurs his urge
And so we must wonder what shall be the faith of the man who destroys one
and embraces the other...
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